Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days Of Summer by Nat King Cole Story by Colin Ritchie
Colin Ritchie Traffic lights somewhere in Melbourne, 2012 Colac, summer of 62/63You could say the pocket transistor radio was the iPod of its day! Everybody had to have one and you felt so groovy walking down the street with it in your hand. Certainly a real status symbol to the youth of my day in my home town of Colac.
Three weeks to Bendigo!
We’re three weeks away from our first show in 18 months, our first show at the Bendigo Writers Festival, in the lovely Capital Theatre. Saturday evening, 8 May. 8.30pm to 9.45pm.
THUNDER by LANA DEL REY. Story by Isabella Jensen.
She was part of my every day – moving through the house like another sibling, her radiance constant, as if belonging to the light itself.
THURSDAY. Reflection by Louise Maskell
I was still home reading Nina Simone.
TILL THE MORNING COMES by NEIL YOUNG Story by Sophia Irvine
My father's smirk also comes from the fact it's one of the few Neil Young songs I've introduced to him.
TIME TO PRETEND by MGMT. Story by Jennifer Manoogian.
I listen to the lyrics, 'we’re fated to pretend', like a mantra. Is this what it means to be in your 20s?